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- # COMPLAINT
Of proofs new bleeding which remaind the foile
Of this false Jewell, and his amorous spoile.
But ah who euer shun'd by precedent,
The destin'd ill she must her feife affay,
Or forc'd examples gainst her owne content
To put the by-past perrils in her way?
Counsaile may stop a while what will not stay:
For when we rage, aduïe is often feene
By blunting vs to make our wits more keene.
Nor giues it satisfaction to our blood,
That wee must curbe it yppon others proofs,
To be forbod the sweets that feemes so good,
For feare of harines that preach in our behoofe;
O appetite from judgement stand aloofe!
The one a pallate hath that needs will taste,
Though reason weepe and cry it is thy last.
For further I could say this mans vntrue,
And knew the patterns of his foule beguiling,
Heard where his plants in others Orchards grew,
Saw how deceits were guilded in his smiling,
Knew vowes, were euer brokers to defiling,
Thought Characters and words meerly but art,
And bastards of his foule adulterat heart.
And long vpon thefe termes I held my Citty,
Till thus hee gan befiege me : Gentle maid
Haue of my suffering youth some feeling pitty
And be not of my holy vowes affraid,
Thats to ye sworne to none was euer said,
For feasts of loue I haue bene call'd vnto
Till now did nere inuite nor neuer yovv.
All my offences that abroad you see
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